and it’s not long before he arrives at my house eager to fill me in on the details of last night. We’re barely sitting at the table eating the breakfast he brought before he’s talking a mile a minute. “We get in there and Miranda get’s all nasty, asking him what I’m doing in there. And when he sa...
Afraid he will recognize me by voice, I grab the arm of one of my two employees and pull her inside the kitchen area. “I need you to take care of him today,” I whisper, trying to keep my voice calm and collected. “Tell him I’m sick if he asks for me.” I’m the boss. I can’t show anything except co...